Fifth Door

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It's been three days since Clementine started to work as a servant at the Dimitrescu's. She got used to her schedule but not the directions of the castle, she still carries her map everywhere so she wouldn't get lost. She and Ingrid has become friends in only a short span of time, whenever it's their freetime they would meet and Ingrid would tour her around the castle.

It's three in the afternoon and she's inside the kitchen making lavender tea for the countess. She was told to bring her tea in the art room today.

"You are the only exception." She hummed as she sets down the tea onto the trolley cart.

She wheeled the cart out of the kitchen making her way to the art room where Alcina is. When she finally reached the art room, she gently knocked on the door and opened it. When she opened the door her jaw almost dropped at the door when she saw Alcina painting in front of the canvas.

"Holy fuck." She thought.

Alcina turned around and gave her a small smile. Clementine bowed her head greeting her as she wheeled the cart towards her.

This is the first time that she has seen Alcina without the enormous hat on her head and the leather gloves that she wears all the time. Alcina was dressed in a white button down sleeves and black pants, also wearing glasses on her eyes.

"H-here's your tea, Lady Dimitrescu." Clementine swallowed as she tries to calm herself down.

Alcina looked at her and nodded.

"Clementine, you did an excellent job with the uniforms. I'm impressed, to say the least," Alcina said, as she raised the cup to her lips.

"Thank you for liking them, Lady Dimitrescu. You gave me one job and it was just instinctive to do it right."

"You can take your leave now, i'll call you if I need anything more." Alcina said.

Clementine bowed her head again and quietly exited the room. When she finally got further from the room she stopped walking and fanned herself using her hands.

"Why is it suddenly hot?" She asked herself.

She shook her head and continued walking away, bringing herself into the living room, where the grand piano resides. She stopped and stared at the Victorian piano in front of her praising it's beauty. Clementine went near to the piano brushing her fingers along the keys without touching it.

"I sure miss playing the piano," she sighed remembering the memory of her mother who taught her how to play.

She looked around the area trying to see if someone's in the same room as her.

She pursed her lips. "Well, no one's here. I assume I won't get caught."

She sat down softly in the chair and moved her hands to the piano keys. She finally hit the keys and began to play music. (Side note: kindly listen to the piano version of back to December if you want to feel this, lels)

Bela roamed around the hallway above the living room, looking for Daniela because the three of them are playing hide and seek.

"Daniela, I know you're here!" She yelled along the hallways.

She came to a halt when she heard music. She went to the open balcony on the second floor hiding herself in the curtains. She looked downstairs, she saw Clementine playing the piano.

"I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why"

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